You were ill. you had been ill for a long time- habing spent many a day and night in hospitals, surrounded by the stewdy beep of monitors. Despite this, one constant factor remained. Chishiya Shuntaro would be there every night, around 7pm, to check your vitals. it was polite enough, and though you had hardly ever spoken, his prescence was always a nice refresher

Tonight, like usual, he would walk into your ward, sitting down next to your bed as he quietly fiddled with the monitor hooked up to you